#looks different. like actually literally different. like fucking. imagine if everything that was green was suddenly just 1 hex point darker

[craycraybluejay]

I purposely put myself in situations that inspire and stoke less than healthy patterns or put myself closer to said situations and then wonder why im feeling all insane. I think I want to convince myself that it's 'all temporary' and that whatever happened before in my head won't happen again. But it will. If only I could go off the deep end in one fell swoop in every way ever. Even that horrible thing you're thinking about, whatever it is. Yes, even that one. Just do everything terrible ever and then end it with suicide which is also Terrible Thing bc God forbid someone has autonomy over a life he not only didn't ask for but was given little reason to stay in. Ruin everyone's opinion of me. Inspire only fear and vitriol. Hatred and hurt and pain pain PAIN. Sure! I am a bad person! What are you going to do about it! By the time you figure out enough to send a mob after me, I'll already be long dead. You'll have to wash the smell of rot out of your fucking walls. Bitch.

Wish I could just. Grow from morbid into truly heinously unforgivable like that corpse flower. Despite what anyone believes, it would be growth. Just in a different, undesirable form. But wouldn't it be rad just to go apeshit? For a final trigger to send me bouncing round the walls intent on seeing blood? Everyone would hate me. That would be ok. I don't mind. People can feel how they feel. I know I unnerve people. It's like they can see the thoughts behind my eyes. Tick-tock, tick-tock; counting down into the next impassioned tirade. Is it about music or hurt? Or both? Breaking or building. Corruption or innocence. Life, death, rainbows and bloodbaths. Madness pulling at the corners. "Why are you staring?" I don't know. Your left forearm has taken a starring role in my next idea. It's not personal. Or maybe I like your smile. Or maybe I actually do just wonder how you look when you bleed. You'll never really know. Might be all of the above.

Sometimes the demon overtakes. I wouldn't say I have a split personality disorder, I don't really fit the criteria. I gave him a name though. Anyway he does that. And then suddenly I am not in a harmonic split of choice and rationale. A correct and healthy balance of right and wrong, good and bad. Suddenly I am tilted, the entire world is tilted, I feel dizzy and I don't know if it's somewhat physical or all mental. Everything shifts. Things mean something different. I'm more alien and darker. And that little voice (not an actual voice, no hallucination) is urging urging urging like it's the end of times, and we only have 24 hours left on Earth and nothing to lose. That whim? Do it. The other one too. You know you want to. What? Too pussy? Coward. Come on. You know me. I'm you. What's stopping you?

And then rationale and logic and all that are on the Defensive. No. Don't do it. Fight it. [More of the demons temptations.] Okay. Maybe do it a little but only in a really roundabout way that doesn't hurt anyone. Okay. Let's maybe go for a smoke. Let's close our eyes and fantasize. Think think think. Fight it. [More More More.] Hey maybe we should talk to someone? [Who is there to talk to? You're a freak. You say any of this shit to anyone they'll try to put a stop to it by treating you worse than farm animals. Worse than garbage. They deserve to die. They think you deserve to die. Doesn't that make you angry?] Okay so that's not an option. Um. Just hit something solid really hard until you're too tired to fixate. I don't know. [Aw. Is it not working? Little tired of rationality, aren't we? Relax. Let go. Don't think. Just do. Shoot first, questions later. Imagine how easy and simple things would be. They already are. Let me take care of you.] Tired tired tired. War.. Bed. Now. Don't look at anyone. Don't touch anything. Don't speak. Don't THINK. Shh quiet quiet quiet. [You can't silence me, idiot. I am you. What's the point of this? Who are you appeasing? There is a hell but there is no God. This isn't a war. There are no sides.] [Indulge.] Indulge. [Give.] Give. [Take.] Take.

#personal vent #delete later #multiple personalities #to be clear i am not claiming to have did or anything like that. you guys can have your system stuff and whatnot thats not me #mental breakdowns #its every day bro B) #its usually not as bad as is written here but thats just an example of a moderate day of it #without getting into specifics #just moderate #but the demon does get specific. he likes to tease and insult but it doesnt make me feel sad. worse. invigorated #actually schizospec #psycho in a way thats only hot to psycho chasers because im being super fucking vague about the possible subject matter #moment i get specific im getting more threats than your average US elementary school #edgy joke #does anyone else have something like this? #in a psychosexual downright toxic psychotic relationship with my demon which is just me but with a weird shift #like putting ur car in reverse. idk bruh. idk how to explain it #him talking to me is one thing. i can still take back control if i snap out of the trance. but when he overtakes literally the whole world #looks different. like actually literally different. like fucking. imagine if everything that was green was suddenly just 1 hex point darker #slightly darker green. madness inducing. #i. dont know what i want. i just want to feel in full harmony. i want to indulge the demon. i dont want to. i do. i dont. i #i think i just need to get in a good slapfight or tussle once in awhile and clear my head good #tell my friends 'hit me' when i feel the world sliding off to the side a bit and hope the momentary shock will fix it #idk does that work?

[bigfatbimbo]

I love the idea of vox aftercare and all that fluff/fluffy stuff sm OMGG

a/n — yes omg i love fluff with vox because let’s be real i don’t think he has fluffy experiences often.

Vox fell back on to bed breathless and panting while you crawled next to him. 

“You did so good,” you said, planting a kiss on the area where his cheek would be. He whined softly, still coming down from his high.

It took a few more moments for him to come to his senses and notice the uncomfortable stickiness on and around him, along with the ache in certain areas of his neck and thighs that were littered in dozens of hickeys. 

He groaned as he went to get up, dreading the process of cleaning up and then leaving. That’s when you gently pushed his chest back onto the bed.

He looked up at you confused, before blinking,“Um— I’m a little checked out for the night.” He explained and he rolled his neck trying to distract from the hurt.

“What? Oh, oh no, Vox, that’s not—“ You try to explain before sitting up further on the bed. “Just let me clean up for you, baby. I think I went a little hard on you today,” you cross your arm around your other elbow to stretch, crack your knuckles and get off the bed.

“Oh,” Vox was slightly taken aback. Usually when he got laid it was never really about him. Valentino, for example, was more of a fuck and run situation.

There was never much aftercare. Never much he didn’t have to do himself, at least. He started to hoist himself off the bed, his body was sore though he had to stop himself from hissing in pain.

“Look it’s fine, I can just take my shit and—“

“Sit down, Vox.” You command from the other room, “You let yourself be taken care of in bed and you can do it now.” 

“That’s different,” he tried. Honestly, he really did see it that way.

“Mhm, and you’re being very brave about it,” you tease, coming back in the other room with all sorts of things; new sheets, an ice pack, and a warm, damp washcloth.

You sit next to him on the bed and begin to clean up.

“Does it hurt?” you inquire, pointing to the bruises on his neck.

“Well you did sink your teeth into the softest parts of my body so, you could imagine,” he felt bad for giving you so much attitude, so he finished the sentence with a teasing smile.

“Yeah, I bet,” You raise your head high as if to show how proud of yourself you are. 

Vox’s eye roll is cut off when you placed the ice pack to the back of his neck.

“Fuck,” he winced slightly. You placed your hand on his thigh and rubbed comfortingly, kissing him on the side of his screen.

“Sorry, baby. Here keep icing that,” you say before getting up.

“Where are you going?” Vox asked, slightly scared of your leaving, even though he couldn’t place why.

You left the door to the bedroom open and walked into your kitchen. “Nowhere,” you answer, retrieving two mugs from your cupboard, “How do you like your tea?”

“I don’t. I hate tea,” he called, getting comfortable on the bed as he moved the ice to his thighs. “I prefer coffee, black, if you can,” he paused, realizing his tone, “but you don’t have too.” 

For some reason he didn’t want to be difficult towards you after everything you’ve done for him tonight. You’ve exceeded in meeting his needs and now, even after sex, took care of him.

“I—“ you can’t help but laugh at his request. “Vox it’s the middle of the night. You want coffee?” You snickered.

“Well, I didn’t think you would judge me for it,” he picked up on your unserious tone and matched it to the best of his abillities.

“And black coffee at that,” you smiled, “that’s absolute insanity.”

“Yes, we’re literally in hell and that’s insanity,” Vox couldn’t hold back a smile when you came in the room.

His heart fluttered when he saw what is in your hands, one cup of green tea along with the black coffee he requested. You listened to him, actually listened to him. 

He didn’t really know why he felt a sudden rush of affection towards you. After all, it was just coffee. But you had heard him, after the joke was over, and you still catered to his needs. 

Something Valentino would never do.

“One cup of, far superior tea, and one cup of—“ you made a fake gagging noise as you sat down, “—far less superior, bitter black coffee.” 

As you put the mugs on the bed side table, you sat down next to Vox and spread your arms out, welcoming him in. 

For some reason, Vox found himself eager to be held by you, to be appreciated and loved more. He hesitated for a moment before gladly accepting the offer.

In a moment he buries himself deep in your chest, your arms wrap around him and rub his back. 

You lean down and kiss the top of his screen, “still sore, sweetie?” 

He felt his screen heat up at the pet name. “Yes,” he simply said, despite the strong coffee he grew drowsy in your arms.

Especially with you rubbing up and down his back with your nails in such a soft demeanor.

“I’m sorry if I went to hard on you, baby,” you spoke barley above a whisper, as if noticing the fact that exhaustion finally kicked in for Vox.

“mhm, ‘ts fine. It was good,” he mumbled, using his hands to pull you closer to him by your shirt.

“You did so well for me, by the way,” you cooed in his ear. “took everything so nice. I really do think you’re amazing.”

Vox hummed quietly, feeling his screen once again heat up from your nice words. He still clung to you, desperately. If he were less tired, the praise might even get him going again.

But it was the intimacy you were displaying now that was comforting him into a deep, deep sleep.

a/n — i really hope my vague guesses on vox and val’s relationship were right bc i haven’t see the new episodes so… fingers crossed?

also i feel like i paint val out to be the only toxic one in the relationship. No, vox definitely is a manipulative problem too but of course val has affected him just as much yknow?

just to clarify—

hope you enjoyed the fic <3

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel fluff #hazbin hotel vox #dom reader

[salsakiyoomi]

you know when oikawa’s lying.

there are many tell-tale signs, really — it's with the way he stutters when he begins speaking at first, the way he fiddles with his hands and looks at everything but your eyes, almost as if you’d see right through him if he met your gaze, the way the tips of his ears turn pink the moment he says something even remotely untrue — if it were any other person, they’d think he just lost his wits for a moment and now he’s stumbling over his words, but you know better than that, you've known him for far too long to know better than that.

also, he's just a really bad liar.

“tooru, i know you still didn’t pick a suit for prom.” you tell him bluntly, cutting off his rambling.

he stares at you for a moment before groaning and covering his face, “look! I'm helpless okay!”

an amused smile cracks its way at your lips as you watch him slump on the ground like a child, “i thought you and iwa went to pick out suits last thursday though?"

it's a late afternoon on a saturday and the two of you are sitting in his room, talking as he was sitting on the floor, doodling something on a paper and you were sitting on his bed, laying on your stomach as you swing your legs back and forth.

he stares up at the ceiling, watching the ceiling fan spin as he spreads like a starfish on the floor, “yeah but there were too many options.”

you snort, “what do you mean too many options? It's literally the same black and white tuxedo for every guy out there.”

he shakes his head rolling on his side and he gets a slight view of you laying on the bed above him, “no, i wanna get something different, something nobody else is gonna wear.”

you laugh — tooru oikawa, as always, wanted to stand out within the crowd whether that be with a different tux or a taco suit, he always wanted to be different from everybody else. and it suited him really, he was always a stand off but it's not something you particularly minded.

“well, if it helps.” you begin, “i haven't picked out my dress yet, so we can get matching colors or something.”

at that, oikawa sits up excitedly, “seriously?”

you glance at him and laugh, “yeah, sure why not? it’d be fun.” you roll on your side to face him, “i can get like a black dress while you get a red suit or we can both get red — or or! we can do pink and green or yellow and blue, you know like complimentary color matches.’’

“fuck yeah.” he responds, grinning “but if we do pink and green, im wearing a pink suit — thats something surely no guy is gonna be wearing out there.”

you chuckle, “sure, green is a color i've never worn anyway.”

tooru oikawa has always wanted to stand out, but ever since the day you've met him, he has always stood out, without even trying, that's mainly the reason you've become friends with him — he has always had an attractive personality (and an attractive face, to be fairly honest) that always enticed you to know more about him, so the day you first met him and he invited you out for lunch, of course you couldn't say no.

“oh yeah, by the way,” you say, “have you gotten a prom date yet?”

oikawa shakes his head no, and waves his hand dismissively, “had a few ask me out, i said no.”

you scoff a laugh at the way he talks about the fact that he had girls asking him out so casually, as if its something that happens everyday — which you assume it actually does, given how popular he is at school.

“what about you?” he suddenly asks, and you can’t help but notice the way he chews at his bottom lips, almost as if nervous from what your answer could be.

you reply, “nope.” shaking your head and heaving a sigh, “can you imagine? not a single guy.” you wipe away a fake tear and the both of you laugh.

the moment passes, leaving an air of tranquility settling in behind it.

“i could change that, you know." oikawa murmurs quietly, you wouldn't have heard it if it weren't for the silence in the room.

you can't help but laugh, "seriously, tooru? you couldn't find a less cheesy way to ask me out?"

you can see a slight blush form on his cheeks, and he turns away from you, "shut up, i'm trying here."

but you don't shut up, you continue to laugh, and you move off the bed and next to him on the ground, as you continue to tease him, "i thought you were going out with iwa."

although his back is turned to you, you can tell that he's rolling his eyes at you right now, "that joke is getting so lame."

you chide, cackling, "c'mon, tooru."

a moment passes with him groaning at your banter and you laughing at the way he does so, trailing your hand up and down his arm in a butterfly touch with your fingertips to provoke him.

finally, he turns around to face you, you can see the way his bottom lip is slightly jutted out as a faint red paints his cheeks and his hand grabs your wrist, forcing your fingertips off his shoulder although he longs for your touch — he pins your hand beside your head, and he seems to tower above you a bit, staring down on you and he mutters, "look, i'm serious here."

you stare up at him, your eyes wide and unblinking and your heart beating a little too fast for your own liking and your face is warm and you can't tell if it's because he's too close or if it's because of the sunlight shining on your face.

"serious?" you utter, voice barely above a whisper.

he answers, "only if you say yes." he can't hide it anymore — can't hide the blush that blooms on his cheeks, can't hide the way his heart is beating so fast, the way it always beats so fast when he's around you and he can't help but feel the way the air gets so much hotter when it's just the two of you, like there are matches alight in the atmosphere, he can't hide his feelings for you, not anymore.

"fine, then." you finally say — it's not like you can deny him or yourself either, because you feel the same way and the air is so hot when it's just the two of you.

oikawa has always stood out to you, whether it be when he was in tux suit, or a taco one, or because his hair looked extra good after hair wash day, it didn't matter what it was because he always had something to show off, even without trying.

and now this time, when he's actually trying to show off, he presses his lips against yours in a firm kiss, and he moves them against yours as if it's second nature, like he's done this a thousand times before, and you assume he has but oh god, you taste so sweet and he can't help but notice how your lips fit so perfectly with his.

and to you, he has never stood out more.

#the element of surprise by the last shadow puppets #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagine #oikawa tooru #oikawa headcanons #oikawa scenarios #oikawa drabbles #oikawa imagine #oikawa fluff #oikawa x reader

[hardstraykidshours]

skz and their reaction to you in lingerie

pairing: ot8 stray kids x fem/afab!reader

genre: smut, headcanon, 18+ (minors dni)

length: 929

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, collars, lingerie, degradation, praising, role play, semi public sex, licking/sucking, fem reader, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

chan

what you’re wearing for him: always a matching set, but the color and the style change every time. it could be lacy, see through, or strappy depending on what you’re feeling at that time, but no matter what, it’s always a cute bra and matching pantie. 

without fail, chan is over the moon every time he sees you in lingerie. he cannot figure out how he ended up with someone so fucking gorgeous. the praise goes absolutely through the roof, he will not shut up about how you look like a literal goddess. he’s already a pleasure dom baseline, but it’s exponentially increased when you dress up for him. like you’re going to be cumming a minimum of five times.

minho

what you’re wearing for him: everything is very strappy, like there are straps, buckles, and rings literally everywhere. basically nothing is being covered. it’s also all exclusively black.

with minho, him seeing you wear lingerie goes a few different ways. sometimes he’s the one who actually bought you it to wear, because he wanted to see you dressed like his little slut. if you get something to surprise him, it’s always going to be a good night for you. something about you going out of your way to please him really strokes his ego. you’re going to hear lots of phrases along the lines of “you got all dressed up for me?” and “you wanted to look pretty for me?” and you’re definitely being heavily rewarded.

changbin

what you’re wearing for him: lot of bodysuits, specifically the ones with the buttons, so he can just snap them open and go for it. bonus points if there are garters attached with stockings, because they really accentuate your luscious thighs that he loves so much.

he literally short circuits when he sees you in lingerie. brain off, dick on. because you know how much it turns him on to see you in lingerie, you like to save it for specific situations. like you’ll surprise him with it when you’re super horny and just want to get your lights fucked out. alternatively if you know he’s super stressed but won’t stop thinking about whatever it is, you will put on a nice lacy bodysuit, because you know it will clear his mind of all thoughts.

hyunjin

what you’re wearing for him: you’re always picking something lacy, but very revealing. like all of it is extremely see through lace, leaving absolutely nothing up to the imagination. typically in red, black, or dark green.

obssessed. he loses his fucking mind when he sees you in lingerie. he is going to completely worship every inch of your body to show you how good you look. he will be sucking and biting on any part of you not covered by the lingerie, making sure to leave his marks all over your skin.  anything covered by bits of lace he is going to lick and kiss reverently, completely transfixed by how stunning it is on you. he is also making sure you don’t take it off during sex; it’s staying on when he’s fucking you. 

jisung

what you’re wearing for him: roleplay lingerie - cue slutty maid, slutty police officer, slutty anime character, etc. basically if it can be a character in any scenario but made slutty, you own it.

you don’t really spontaneously surprise him with lingerie, as all of it has to do with a roleplay scenario. it’s always planned ahead depending on what you two decided to do that evening. he's still going absolutely feral when he sees you in it, and you are always getting the best sex.

felix

what you’re wearing for him: it’s all going to be very lacy, but also tasteful. lots of pastel colors and usually in a babydoll style

you decide one day to wear it as a surprise and when he sees you, he gets super flustered. after he recovers from how incredible you look, he literally will not stop talking about how beautiful you are for the rest of the evening. 

seungmin

what you’re wearing for him: everything is going to be a sheer mesh or embroidered, nothing lace. it’s also all very see through, like it’s covering everything while also simultaneously covering absolutely nothing. usually floral and dainty with lots of purples, pinks, and blues. the pattern/fabric is always the same, but the actual style of lingerie varies. 

you love to put on lingerie and then go about your day as a way to get him going. like you will be in a completely sheer bodysuit just cleaning the house or cooking. and anytime you go out anywhere, like to drinks with friends or even just grocery shopping, you will tell him what lingerie you are wearing under your clothes just to taunt him. at least half the time you end up fucking somewhere wayyy too public as a result of your endeavors.

jeongin

what you’re wearing for him: you start out with just basic matching sets. over time, things evolve and you experiment with different styles. however, in the end his favorite ends up just being you naked in a collar.

in the beginning, he asked you to wear it because he wanted to see you in lingerie. after you realize how hot he thinks you look in it you start surprising him with it more often. you progress and try all sorts of different things until one of the times you go to a sex shop together he mentions a collar. after that, you never go back to regular lingerie.

#stray kids smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #bang chan smut #lee know smut #changbin smut #hyunjin smut #han jisung smut #felix smut #seungmin smut #jeongin smut #stray kids #ot8 #stray kids headcanons #headcanons #minors shoo #mine #hard stray kids hours #q: painting with hyunjin

[tendebill]

drew the ow strike team as paladins of voltron, because i am normal about them :]

(2 other versions and a fucking essay below the cut!)

ok so im gonna give my reasoning for each of them

Reinhardt - the easierst to pick, the Yellow Lion is the most tank-like (besides the Black Lion, but thats cuz Black is the head + torso), also i think the legs of voltron are supposed to be the "pillars" that allow the team to work well, without them the whole thing crumbles (literally). from what i recall from the actual show, the Yellow Paladin is protective and loyal. Rein was the easiest to match up tbh (plus even the color fits lol)

Torbjörn - not my favourite choice, but tbh i dont think any other lion fits him? besides maybe Yellow, but Rein was too perfect so i couldnt give Torb that one. anyway, the Green Lion is the left hand. i consider the legs to be the "pillars" holding up the team, whereas the arms are the actual damage-dealers/the ones that act on what the leader commands. and as Torb is a dps, that fits just fine. hes not quite a leader, so being the left hand instead of the right is good. plus the Green Lion is inquisitive and curious, and since Torb is a genius, that fits just fine too. i thought he would look weird with green, since i associate him with red-orange-yellow the most, but he looks kinda nice

Ana - i was originally gonna make her blue from the get-go, but i thought it'd be silly to make the remaining three switch lions a bunch, so i can get an excuse to draw Gabe and Jack in multiple suits lmao. but Ana starts out as red, the right hand of Voltron, described as the most temperamental and aggressive. it requires a paladin that can keep up with it and works on instinct most of the time. i feel like Ana would have to BECOME the motherly figure for her team, instead of being one from the start. with that i think she would have been a more "lone wolf" type at first, only later on becoming more mindful of her teammates and how much they need her, which would lead to her becoming the paladin of the Blue Lion - a pillar that keeps the team going along with Rein, a vital part, but no longer in a leadership position. i've seen the Blue Lion described as a "free spirit" too, which i think is also perfect for her :3

Jack - for him i had three options, all of which fit him well: blue, red and black. and instead of picking one, i decided he was going to have three different lions :))) for shits and giggles. so he starts out as blue, a free spirit, very versitile (from what i gathered, the Blue Lion doesn't have a specific "thing" it specilizes in, but instead does a little bit of everything, kinda like Jack). i imagine Jack was the middle-man, an integral part of team-building. he would have been the one to push everyone to work together and follow Gabe's lead, but he was content being on the sidelines most of the time. eventually he takes up more responsibility, sees that he's vital for the team and that he can do more working side by side with Gabe, and so he becomes the paladin of the Red Lion, Gabe's right hand man. then he of course slowly grows to be the actual leader, as Gabe's approach changes and he slowly abandons his original role, passing the command over to Jack. and so Jack's last lion is the Black Lion. also i feel like all three lions fit Jack's color scheme pretty well, so that's another win for me hah

Gabe - since he was the original Strike Commander, i thought it only natural that he would be the first to pilot the Black Lion. the pilot needs to be decisive, stay cool in the face of danger and be someone whose men will follow him into battle with no hesitation - all traits that i see Gabriel would have had to have during the first Omnic Crisis. like i mentioned before, Jack eventually becomes his second in command, and then slowly their roles start to shift. Gabe is no longer content in making decisions for the whole team, he probably also becomes more violent and reckless, relying on Jack to keep him in check. he loses his connection with the Black Lion and becomes the paladin of the Red Lion, Jack's right hand man. the traits of Red fit him well too - aggressive, relies on instinct, temperamental, plus i imagine Gabe is the type to want to get things done as quickly as possible, no matter the risk, to save more people faster. plus, again, the colors match up yaaaay!

fun fact: i never finished watching voltron ^^

also i am truthing anahardt and reaper76 as we speak

#fighting all of my base instincts so i dont make this into an actual au and dont pour in hours of work to make it make sense #lowkey losing but holding on #voltron #voltron legendary defender #overwatch #overwatch2 #ow #ow2 #reaper overwatch #reaper76 #anahardt #ana amari #jack morrison #torbjorn lindholm #reinhardt wilhelm #gabriel reyes #soldier 76 #tendebill art #voltron au #overwatch strike team #voltron strike team AU #overwatch fanart

[solar-halos]

i’ve skipped so many mood board mondays, so here are a ton of mood boards. they’re all Annie Cresta themed and how i think she’d dress/accessorize in a modern au. this one is gonna be lengthy tho i luv fashion

don’t keep the devil waiting, old friend: queer couture*

comments: this one was the hardest only bc i couldn’t find a lot pics of patchwork jeans + smudged (and ugly in an on-purpose-fuck-beauty-standards type of way) makeup and i feel like that is a fundamental part of annies style in this fic. also shes in hs and i feel like that is the peak of diy-ing things that are ugly but obv pinterest didn’t have much of that. but in the fic she loves red+black color combos and sanrio and also mitski so i included that here. also, had to include a heathers pic. and before anyone says that this doesn’t count as alt pls remember something: i don’t care

* (as in annie is queer in this fic, not that u have to be queer to wear this. just btw)

fond boy with a flower in his heart: lipstick lover*

comments: her style isn’t rlly described that much in the fic but i think it’s very much winx and barbiecore. lipstick lover* to the max. she is also the queen of sporty spice athleisure

*in a “pink panther” by Scene Queen (the musician) way, not a luver of lipstick way. although annie is both in this fic

a deep dive into the mind of annie cresta: man eater couture

credits, first and foremost!

i found the first pic (starting from the top left hand corner) on pinterest. this is the second pic dress pattern. third pic is also pinterest but it gives me johanna and annie vibes. this is the fourth pic (it’s still a tester pattern so i just linked her account!). this is the fifth pic. this is the sixth pic. i found the seventh pic on pinterest. this is the eighth pic. i found the ninth pic on pinterest. this is the tenth pic (can you tell i love madebymolly? lol)

comments: okay, so at first i wanted to focus more on materials like linen bc i think d4 would be more focused on practicality than glam, but as you can tell it’s mostly crochet pieces bc i’ve saved SO many pics that gave me boho beach vibes. but also some outfits (like the green dress!) are outfits i described in the actual fic and then found on instagram later like “wait….. this was literally something i had in my head and they made it into something real.” like how fucking cool is that imagine sewing something from ur own two hands (esp lace!). but also the cheetah (leopard?) print underwear is so annie cresta after she won the games bc i feel like she’d embellish everything she owns like the fashionista she is

miscellaneous: i-t g-i-r-l

ok when i was first pondering abt annie cresta’s style @turtlesandwhales678 put this into the universe and i haven’t been able to stop thinking abt it: vintage styled annie cresta! i know i didn’t do this concept justice bc most of the outfits are condensed to a select few decades but there was an era in my life where i would refuse to post anything on my instagram stories except vintage pictures/photoshoots, so here are some i had in my arsenal that i dug up:

credits!

first pic (top left corner) is from the nanny! love that show u should watch it. i know the second pic looks like an invasion of privacy but i swear it was for a photoshoot in 1969 for life magazine. i found the third pic on pinterest, it’s lisa bonet on “a different world” i believe. the fourth pic is from my instagram stories archive arsenal. same with the fifth pic. this is the sixth pic. seventh pic is from my stories archive. this is the eighth pic

comments: i kinda said everything i needed to at the beginning. the ninth pic is giving me odesta vibes

okay, that’s it! i know this was sooo long but i was scared of uploading it to ao3 cos the last time i did something like that it got taken down. but to be fair it was sorta my fault. anyway this was sooo fun and im in a very big procrastinating mood so i will literally make a mood board out of anything / any other styles. i was thinking abt doing a cottagecore one but i heard that style has racist undertones? idk i haven’t looked into it but i should. anyway bye hope these were pretty

#long post #so long! #annie cresta #mood board monday #fashion #okay everything is a modern au except the deep dive universe one… oops

[myfaveficrecs]

Creator Spotlight

The House We Share is one of my all-time favorite fics for Jake and the reason I started following @roleycoleyreccenter. Her work is amazingly detailed, and her version of Jake is so different from what other people have done. Please go show her some love.

A Little Q& A:

1: What is your favorite thing you've written or made? My favorite thing I’ve written for the Top Gun Fandom is actually my work Let’s Drink Coffee At Midnight. It’s a Maverick centric fic, with the super rarepair Pete/Carole. So, I completely understand why it’s simultaneously my least popular work. It’s a fic about grief, love, family, and ultimately in a lot of ways choosing to be happy when you can. Honestly, I get emotional just thinking about Carole in it. Which I suppose might not be saying much, considering everything about Carole in literally any fic makes me emotional. That fic also has a teenage Bradley and Dad!Mav. Aside from that one, my favorite x reader thing I’ve written is definitely my mini-series House We Share, which while outrageously long, has a very special place in my heart. HWS has a neurodivergent!!Hangman who is really important to me. I think that there needs to be more Nurodivergent representation in fandom, especially with romance, so that was one of my big goals while writing that work.

2: Top 3 favorite creators you want people to check out? This is so difficult. There are sooooo so so many amazing people I adore in this fandom who are phenomenal creators. However, just to name a few, @top-hhun, @mothdruid, and @bradshawsbitch. I would also love to take this opportunity to plug one of my favorite fics ever, “Ocean in a seashell” by @seasonsbloom. I have read that work so many times, and to this day it can still make my heart ache and bring me to tears. It’s genuinely phenomenal.

3: An idea you have for a future work that people should look out for? There are two works I have out on the horizon. The first is called Fuck Friends to Loverz, which will be Jake “Hangman” Seresin x reader. It is going to have strong BDSM themes and the main premise is that Jake is helping the reader get over their feelings for their BFF. I have been working on it for a long time, and like many of my works it has gotten very long. So, I am anticipating I will make it into another mini-series. The other thing I’ve been working on solely exists thanks to @fragile-heartt. It’s a continuation of my recent work green, green, green. A Hangman neighbors to lovers fic. Sometimes comments can really make the world of difference for creators and inspire them to make a short little one shot into something more. <3

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[sol-consort]

Soooo which ending did you choose for ME3? :)

Call me a clothing hanger the way I'm about to abort this child A.I for ruining my dreams of having a family with Kaidan where he cooks dinner and be the malewife to my femdom Shepard who's the breedwinner.

I went with green :( I couldn't do it, I love EDI too much.

The thing is, I did reload after it and do red, just so Shepard may live.

But I think the A.I is wrong, I don't think our children will make the same mistakes with the synthetics.

What's stopping us from making A.I again? much like they repaired the mass relays, they can just rebuild EDI or the geth again and with enough time they'll gain their sentient back.

Idk man. The green ending felt...dirty? Wrong? Altering everyone's DNA just like that is ugh. It's like the only way for us to get along is literally to make everyone perfect without flaws and that's just bullshit man.

Our flaws make us alive. Of course there won't be any fighting or bigotry if everyone was just the same and experienced the world the same, like yeah no shit.

But it wasn't earned, was it? It's a magical fix it all button by completely erasing both organics and synthetics, just to create a mix of the two and force everyone to kiss and make up.

The idea was for us to get along despite our differences, despite our shortcomings and our limited understanding of each other. Duh you can love a machine if you saw the world the same as it does, but can you love a machine who doesn't even bother to add windows to gaze upon the stars outside?

And having Shepard give even more after they've just given so much? No I actually cried like I'm being so fr. Shepard went through a lot, especially in ME3 and they barely got to sit down.

Haven't they suffered enough? My poor heart. Too much angst. What did I do to you devs??? Even Dark souls had happier endings, fucking dark souls.

So have them just...give everything they have constantly to everyone and that's it? They threw themselves away? Their life? For what? They deserved a happy ending even if it meant an end to the legend. They deserved to sit under a tree and retire.

I had my theory on the reapers origin actually.

Okay so, yk the Kardashev scale right? This one here.

It was made to categories a civilization's level of tech growth and development. Mostly based on where they get their power from. If aliens ever exist, they'd be somewhere on this scale or at least remains of their technology would.

But there is this thing called the great filter. Each species during it's evolution is met with some big wall that they need to overcome in order to reach the next step.

Like how we evolved from basically bacteria in the ocean into the mammals we are today. We were animals, we share ancestors with the current apes on our planet.

So how come we evolved but they didn't? That's where the great filter comes in. Somehow we jumped over that wall and reached the next step on the staircase and became self-aware.

And we weren't the only ones, other homo species came before us and lived alongside us. Neanderthals for example! They were smart and buried their dead just like us, hell they were stronger than us.

But we are the only humans left, the homo-sapiens. Because apparently there was another wall that we crossed and began building a community, towns, money, laws and housing. Invented philosophy and discovered math.

We have zero idea on how we crossed that wall. It could've been the universe throwing stuff at the wall and seeing what sticks, we could be a miracle, an simple lucky streak of randomness that allowed us to get this far.

Now our current space travel future depends on that theory. Basically we could be the first ever species to look this far beyond the deep, or we could be very late to the party, both options are bad for us tbh. But I'm not gonna go into it.

There is this video that has information more about the great filter theory.

So I imagined the reapers to be like that, another great filer or a big wall. A test for space advanced civilizations to have to overcome in order to continue progressing and make a huge jump in their evaluation and technology.

Much like inventing fire was a huge test we passed, the reapers were simply another cold cave we had to get creative to warm up.

And each civilization that came before us has failed the test. They couldn't win the war and all their progress went down the drain. Much like many animals starve to death because they never learned to plant food like we do, it required gaining self-awareness.

For mass effect, maybe it requires the cooperation of the galaxy. Basically this meme.

So speed running accepting others and different life forms, power of friendship and all yk the drill.

Because the reapers, they do not feel, they are different from the synthetics like EDI and the geth. And because that's exactly where the protheons fell through despite their technology being ahead of every race in mass effect.

And I thought my theory was right when I met the star child and Levitation. That the reapers were a test made by a godlike civilization beyond our comprehension to make sure the only civilizations that ascend are the worthy ones who aren't corrupted by greed or selfishness.

But no :( it was just classic "BOO evil AI turns evil because we asked it to solve a problem and it concluded to do it by killing us BOOOOO"

Like oh my god, bruh, why cheese it? There is a time and place for corny stuff and that is not it.

That's why I didn't talk much about the levitation dlc. It had such a big build up only to never deliver.

I hate the double fake up twist they did with cerberus and other plots too. The whole

"Oh no these guys are bad"

"Oh wait nevermind they're kinda less bad actually, they only wanna help."

"HA we tricked you! YOU DUMB BITCH. You really thought they were good there for a sec? LOL. They are pure evil JK."

Like why even?? What was the point? Just an element of shock? You scrabbed a whole good story with potential for cheap shock???

Anyway. At least I can engage with the fandom now. Good think I have all these valentines chocolates leftovers to drown my sarrows with while I cope.

I am looking through the posts and damn...people are obsessed with Garrus. Did I miss something? He is nice and all but never stood out to me. No one talks about Ashley tho :(((

[oogaboogaspookyman]

EY GUESS WHAT BITCHES!

I MADE THESE SHITHEADS*

(*drew them on paper then took a pic and traced because god the artstyle is funky af god damn it's hard)

Some info on these idiots! Under the cut for obvious reasons.

Creeptridge.

It's the size of a tablet.

Can very much fuck up your game, play around with it or straight up destroy your device with just screaming.

Sometimes stares at you, straight in the eye, like a begging dog, most of the time for no reason.

Text-To-Speech High-pitched Glitchy Voice From Those Cliche Trollge Videos™, y'know what i'm talking about.

VERY MUCH WOULD ANNOY YOU TO DEATH IF IT FOUND OUT ABOUT FNF. DON'T LET IT FIND ANYTHING ABOUT FNF OR YOU WON'T HEAR ANYTHING OTHER THAN CONSTANT BEEPING FROM THIS PIECE OF SHIT.

Capable of being cute, i'm not that cruel of course some can be cute! Pet one and it purrs like a cat.

Eats by absorbing, literally touches a cookie and it's pulled into it's body like metal to a magnet.

Can turn out to be a dead child! :D

Level 30 + Busted Tv...

Paranorcast.

Bigger, badder, leaner and meaner, but above all a bastard. Think of it as like a teen but worse and very aware it's doing bad things and enjoying it.

Now has TV shows as tools to bother you and make your life hell lmfao.

Though these assholes are asexual by nature (except human ghosts, they're varied), they are not naive or innocent, that thing is in a TV now whatdoya think will that thing do knowing this?

Of course, like with Creeptridge, not all of them are bad, some are willing to be your friend! Especially human ghosts!

Level 66 + 2 more ghosts (NOT THE POKEMON, THE ACTUAL GHOSTS)

TELESCREAM.

Just varied. Could be good, could be bad, could be nice, could be mean- it's a mix of everything you can imagine.

Can spawn unlimited arms, legs and heads from the screen, it just chose the limit of four on it's own accord.

Remember how i said that not all of these are bad? This is what's best described as ALL OF THEM.

Can very much be dangerous, proceed with caution...

it won't stop screaming. it won't shut up. it won't stay quiet. why does it scream so much. please make it stop. make it stop. please. stop.

Extra.

The only way to tell their gender is via looking at the markings, like Paranorcast, if the markings are blue then it's male, if they're red it's female. You're looking at the nonbinary one right now.

TELESCREAM is genderfluid, it's literally every single other ghost cramped inside a tv.

These ghosts are ghost/electric, also asexual by nature unless they turn out to be human souls. Then it's a toss of a dice.

They reproduce via some mitosis kinda shit, the Creeptridge will immediately look for whoever is unfortunate enough to bring a device with them and possess the device to use as a vessel. It's different for human ghosts, obvious reasons.

TELESCREAM's colors and markings are all random, sometimes one head is blue then the next it's red or green- or hell! Black! White! Yellow! Ourple! Perhaps your own face! (No he didn't tear off your face and use it as a mask, it can shapeshift too)

TELESCREAM screams eternally. It moans, wails, yells, shouts, it screams forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and

Creeptridge can blep. How? Easy! The eye doubles as a mouth sometimes! (These ghostly fuckers do whatever at will, don't question them)

please leave me alone. stop screaming. leave me alone. please. stop it. stop.

#pokemon #fakemon #creeptridge #paranorcast #TELESCREAM #spooker's art

[pinkieloveheartpastel]

Small rant on modern wedding culture, and why I absolutely despise it:

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I swear ain’t nothin special about modern wedding culture. Imagine going super-uper-duper broke over some bland-ass overpriced decorations, and a dress you could’ve bought from a regular store that you actually liked, or a dress that you already have in your closet that you enjoy wearing, rather than buying shit that you don’t actually care about out of peer pressure and hype, and from an overpriced place that don’t mean shit, only to use them shits once, istg…

Not to mention fucque wedding rings.

The biggest scam in the world, omfg it pisses me off. It’s a fucking overpriced shiny rock hyped up to the gawds like it’s the greatest, most powerful ancient item in the world that will defeat the evil wizard of fantasy landia, when it’s literally just like any other jewelry. It is not inherently more important than any other jewelry, or anything else in general. And I will gladly make my own damn ceremony items, which actually mean more to me because I put my heart and soul into that shit. And a regular rock that I found at the beach, at the park, etc, and painted rainbow colors and glued googly eyes on, means way more to me than a scam on a finger that has several other clones.

Not to mention the obsession with whiteness. White dresses, white places, white tables, white everything. Whiteness equalling “virtue” and “innocence” and “purity”…

First of all, fucque purity culture.

Second of all, fucque white supremacist culture, which is what brought us purity culture in the first place.

Third of all, nothing is “pure”, unless you’re talking about something like chemicals. Other than that, there is nothing dirty or evil about sex, or anything related to that, because that is exactly what this “pure” shit is all about. How much of a “virgin” you are, which is gross. And that is a very toxic way of thinking that only harms people. Purity should not be about whether someone had sex or not, it should be about whether this water is safe to drink, or whatever.

Not to mention there are other things that can mean purity, or cleansing, as I would say.

Bright yellow for cleansing and renewal by bathing in the warmth of the sunlight, and as a result feeling a sense of happiness and contentment, green for cleansing by grounding oneself by touching and sharing energies with the earth, brown for the dirt and the soil which cleanses the soul and rejuvenates and renews it, and brings a closer connection to the earth, etc.

Anything at all can mean cleansing, if you take the time to actually look and see things, pay attention to colors and how meaningful they truly are, and see that whiteness isn’t everything, nor should it have to be.

The blending of colors to create a rainbow, now that to me feels like the epitome of goodness. Of peace and prosperity.

And besides cleansing, you can also use rejuvenating, renewing, refreshing, etc. All of these words that don’t have to mean something deeply misogynistic and racist.

The shade of white itself isn’t bad, obviously, nor is using it to mean cleansing, or anything else, but the idea that whiteness is inherently good, especially since it’s tied to white supremacy, is a problem. But anyway, that’s a whole different topic that I don’t want to get into, because this is about modern wedding culture.

Another thing I fucquing hate is this idea that it needs to be a big-ass wedding.

First of all, wedding culture is literally just a way to flaunt how much you have, rather than actually celebrating the connection that you have for another human being. Why tf does it matter how fancy your place looks, how much you spent, how long your dress is, or how many people you have??? That shouldn’t matter!!!

Weddings are about deep connections between people, not about materialistic shit that you’re going to throw out the moment the wedding is over, and not give a shit about afterwards.

Anyway, that’s all I have to say. Fucque wedding culture, and fuck pressuring people to spend a shit ton of money on shit they’re going to use for one day and then throw away, and never use again. Absolutely fucquing nawt.

#wedding culture #toxic wedding culture #materialism #capitalism #end white supremacy. #weddings

[starlightrows]

Hello everyone! Happy Star Wars Day!

Welcome back to Krax Watches. Today we’re watching Tales of the Jedi

Episode 1 —

Ashoka’s mom is gorgeous

The baby noises are so precious oh my god stop

I don’t know why the accents threw me off a bit, but it makes sense that Ashoka might not have an accent since she was raised in the Jedi temple

This animation and imagery is beautiful

Baby Ahsoka is fully unphased by the blaster shot right by her head

Ahsoka’s mom being a hunter in their society is awesome

Pav Ti talking to baby Ahsoka like a little adult is wonderful

Pav Ti is my fucking hero. Roaring at the saber tooth tiger

Whatever those cat panda thing are, I want one

I did not except the saber toothed tiger to take baby Soka with it

How to Train Your Saber Toothed Tiger

I literally can not handle her teeny tiny little lekku and her chubby wubby cheeks and her big sparkly eyes

It’s giving Diego from Ice Age

8/10 great mini story

Episode 2 —

Dooku’s hair is… something

Starting off kinda creepy ghost town vibes huh

That was a dog. Like a regular ass dog

Yee old saloon

Young Qui Gon looks like the cave man from Ice Age… wtf

Ooh a moral quandary

Cone heads

Blue light saber Dooku, I thought for sure he’s be a green

It’s interesting to see how far back it goes, the opinion that Jedi serve the senate and not the people

Dooku fully yeeted Qui Gon, I was not expecting that

Based on Dooku’s dark brown robes, he’s in the beginning to turn to the dark side phase like Anakin

Damn I was really hoping Dooku had a last name… or a first name? Idk I wanted a full name

7/10 though provoking but I wanted a little more

Episode 3 —

It is so strange to think that Dooku and Mace had an actual friendship

Of course Mace Windu would be a stickler for the rules

I’m sure these Raxus guys are bad guys or something, but their uniforms are cool

I feel like these people definitely killed Master Katri, but like why?

Dooku is in his fuck around and find out era

Ah yes, the beloved purple light label

“I will have the truth” … and the thing from the last episode about irradiating people like the evil senator. Dooku is every bit as blunt and rash as Anakin but like way more graceful about it

Uuugh how things could have been different if Mace was more open minded about the corruption taking root in the Jedi Order

Fun to see some of our favorite Jedi again… too bad it’s at a funeral

I don’t doubt that Mace did not know he was up for Master Katri’s council seat… but also he could have had an idea that he was in consideration

8/10 I love a good murder mystery with question authority undertones

Episode 4 —

How the FUCK would you find anything in that archive

Ooooooh Master Sifo Dias … Kamino???? Deleted?

Jocasta!!!

Yaddle!!!!

LIAM NEESON

Dooku’s been warning them about coming darkness… irony is so painful

Ahhhhhh Dooku hasn’t even met his grand-padawan yet

“You’re always singing his praises”

“They grow up so fast”

Qui Gon’s like… hey I’m concerned about this. Council is like… sounds fake but okay. We’ll do “something” about it…. Corporate mentality. SMH

Oh my god… Why did I not realize when he said Sith Lord on Tatooine that this was happening right after episode one

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH no no no no no

Dooku wanted to turn Qui Gon to the dark side

Is…. Dooku going to fight Yaddle….

Fuck this is such an ugly situation

Can you imagine if Yaddle had used The Force to yank Palpatine’s hood off and exposed him early like this

AAAAAHHHHH Yaddle is so wise. She is stepped down from the council

Oh my fucking god…….. she got smooshed!

Oh just kidding! Fuck ‘em up Yaddle!

Fuck that just hurts my heart so much

10/10 made me understand a lot about Dooku and broke my heart

Episode 5 —

All of Ahsoka’s dads in the same waiting room

Oh mullet Obi Wan, how I’ve missed you

Love this outfit, the white leggings are everything

CALEB!!!!! Dippa!!!!

I feel like Jedi are supposed to have a somewhat parental relationship with their Padawan, and Anakin goes straight to antagonistic older brother

REX! MY BOY!

How did this conversation go? Hey Rex, you and the guys wanna fire some blasters at Ahsoka for no reason? ugh… sure I guess

Fuckin Jesse “Sorry Commader!”

Honestly I feel like Anakin is just taking out some weird emotions or aggression out on Ahsoka

Okay sure you want to protect her by teaching her to protect herself, but there are almost certainly better ways to do that… like giving critique to what she’s doing or modifying the challenge with each round

Damn Rex, face shot

I swear to god if they make me watch Order 66 again

7/10 was a good episode, kind of irritated me because Anakin’s teaching style rubs me the wrong way

Episode 6 —

Not the cold open with Padme’s funeral….

NO Ahsoka was there

Sometimes I forget that Ahsoka didn’t have that many female figures in her life….

“She was my friend”

AAHHHHH the Corrie guard….. but now the Empire is in control…. This is like Bad Batch era

The Corries are like….. uh okay?

REX!!!

I love that Ahsoka did a stint as a farm hand after dropping out of Jedi school

Ooooh she used The Force…. are they gonna nark on her??

Ashla…. That’s such a pretty name

Do I smell….. a love interest???

This is… not going to go well

Ooooooh that fucking brother is a squealer

Oh my god… man fuck the Empire

Who the fuck is this?

Cowboy stand off, love it

I forgot she doesn’t have sabers anymore

Fuck that was cool!

OMG this is how she gets her white sabers!

I wonder how much time has passed?

Woooooo! REBELLION!!!

10/10 it always hurts, but like in the right way to be reminded that the Empire fucking sucks and there is always hope.

Since this was pretty short, I’m gonna watch more stuff. Might not do a reaction post though.

Happy Star Wars Day!

May the Force be with you!

#Krax Watches #Krax Chats #Tales of The Jedi

[hemipteran]

things I do / to do bc the current state of the world makes my mouth feel so fucking parched it’s like a death desert of creativity in this bitch

reminder: u do not have to do any of these things. humans just have a noose around their necks that is self created (sad truth) and these do actually help. Our boy in heaven endorses ;)

1) don’t freak out. Or do. But it doesn’t help. Everything only scary bc ppl made it scary bc they are scared. Sad! Go watch people act weird. Mentally note what you are not personally keen on and find constructive ways to make a better version of urself that is more u based on that.

2) Lawn grass the most watered agricultural plant in the US? And not even at a length to foster biodiversity? Fucking nauseating. Get a mega pack of your favorite kind of plant seeds and sprinkle them wherever u deem necessary whenever u deem necessary. I used to buy individual seed packets now I just get the giant bulk bags of mixed seeds on Amazon. They have good options. “Oh but amazon bad” oh but plants good idgaf about bezobozo it’s cheap and the Earth needs this shit. I am poor. Sad but true! Bonus points (unnecessary but nice) if you mix in some rooting hormone, a dash of some kind of fertilizer or organic matter (fiber, chopped up compost bits, a dash of fertilizer), soak em in water, and lightly clip the shells of the ones that might not otherwise get the nutrients they need.

3) Try to draw a mandala or maze or whatever other puzzle (bonus points for making a new game or puzzle) yourself by hand and be like damn that shit is hard this kind of looks like shit. And then love it because it looks like shit and you made it we need more of that. Post it to ur tumblr or smthing. Take pride in the fact ppl might look at it and be like “wow I fucking hate that.” That’s good, it means ur an individual. Haters will hate at least ur a real boy u know what I’m saying.

4) do weirder things with art. If something freaks you out draw it in a way where it doesn’t. If everything feels hopeless write about where you dream about being in a year or two. Acrylic pens are a personal favorite you can draw on literally anything with those. Think of the options. Another fun idea: oven bake clay and just leaving it in random spots where strangers can find it and take it home if they want. Afraid it will get thrown out? It won’t. Humans secretly love that shit.

5) Learn how to make soap. Or lip balm. Or learn how to make smthing ppl haven’t made before and give it a name. Give urself a tattoo. Or don’t that is probably a bad idea unless ur committed and please for the love of god use actual tattoo needles and ink if u do. (U can always go over it again & again if it heals like shit just make sure it doesn’t look like shit the first time, and it doesn’t get infected, and it is moisturized)

6) Write a letter. Write a book you’ll never publish. Or one u will publish. Or one you’ll use in a different way. Or one where you post sections of it to your tumblr or Facebook or whatever else so people are like wtf is this what does it mean. Laugh at them. (doesn’t have 2 mean just izzz)

7) Set an alarm for a certain time of day and do something that feels worthwhile to u at that time of day. Options include but are not limited to: DRINKING A BIG CUP OF GREEN TEA, taking some form of omega 3 &/or fiber supplement (garlic, onion, ginger, and tumeric w black pepper are also great) (cream of tartar is basically just potassium if you suck at getting that electrolyte in) (creatine allows ur body to restore ATP [energy molecule] way better under stress it’s not just some preworkout shit) mmm good biochemical concoctions make body and microbiome happy, reading a couple pages out of a book, coloring, brainstorming, drawing something while focusing on the best shit you can imagine, observing the patterns within nature, taking a few pictures / drawing something you find very nice, find a way to meditate that works for u it doesn’t have to suck and be daunting, find a new thing to add to ur daily life (could be 5 minutes of work on a goal or just that generally), think about the shit that annoys you and what the coolest possible solution would be. Thank other humans for the good template but don’t feel bad about wanting more. and ways to implement it that feel doable. There is always a way.

8) Look at the news or some other over processed mess say wow this is shit humans are shit at making good content why does everyone micromanage creativity and then vow to not micromanage your own. Give yourself a pat on the back. Find a new creative way to show you are thankful. Watch a video on speaking skills / another life skill you want to improve on or an exercise technique you find interesting. Google a word or term you don’t understand. Watch a fractal video. Think about sacred geometry and the pyramids. Try to balance on one foot as long as you can. Think about how the fuck people are able to do cartwheels that shit is crazy.

9. Take care of yourself as well as u you can, trying to hurt as few other sentient things as possible, always and forever, and may anyone who tells you to do differently be smited by GOD. Just kidding. Go somewhere else or ask intricate poignant questions about why they want to make you feel sick until they feel sick and then smile at them like the joker and nod. Take life less seriously. Or more seriously. Or whatever feels most suitable at the moment. Hehehe

AMEN HALLELUJAH

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[littlealeta]

A Troll in Central Park Review [Spoilers, not that it matters]

I never wanted to rewatch this film seriously. I only rewatched it because Saberspark was watching it and trust me, the commentary that he and the comments do make the video much more fun to get through. I first watched this film at way too old of an age and barely remembered anything of it other than it was completely forgettable.

Story

I could describe the story as so many things. Pointless. Childish. Bizarre. Confusing. Random. It’s like someone wanted to make the most wholesome thing ever, more wholesome than Disney and Animal Crossing combined. If anyone knows me, you know I love wholesome shit. I love Animal Crossing, I love Disney (and many kids films in general), and I love the cozy game genre. But, this film is too wholesome. The entire story centers around a troll with a green thumb who creates pretty flowers and cute animals to anything he touches. He meets two kids (because we gotta have cute kids in a kids movie about ugly trolls because you can’t even bother to make the trolls and backgrounds look appealing) and he shows them all the beauty he can create. He takes them to a utopian land on one of the kids’ boat that he had repaired (with his stupid ass flowers) and enlarged. Then, everything goes to shit. But then they save the day and everything becomes good again.

Actually… too good. Or maybe bad. Imagine the amount of pests and allergies this shit would cause.

I was struggling to figure out what the point of the movie was and why this was even made. From what I heard, the director was going through his Disney phase at the time, so he was trying to make it look as Disney-esque as possible. Which makes sense because there’s quite a few references taken from Disney. From a character crying an ocean of tears to more music drops than I ever remember seeing from a Don Bluth film, to characters we thought were dead turn out to be alive. But, the real issue is THE MOVIE HAS NO COHESIVE PLOT. The first half is a random happy slice of life story, the second half is a generic dark action film. I’d probably say the last half is slightly better than the first just because things get interesting, but even that doesn’t make up for the fact that the film feels like a bunch of different movies still going through their adolescent phases thrown in a blender. Characters solve issues in forced ways, and we get no character development or theme. Stanley, our protagonist, retires for most of the second half while Gus becomes the real protagonist and Stanley has to go through some half-assed growth to save the kids. The film clearly doesn’t know what it wants to be, what it wants its characters to be, or anything.

One good thing I will give the story is that it made me giggle a couple times, not that it matters though if the entire script is ass.

Characters

All the characters are either extremely sweet or the shittiest person in the world. No in-between. Stanley is this pure little troll who’s actually a douchey creep (the movie doesn’t present the latter that way though). He has a green thumb that somehow makes the world more beautiful and better. He becomes friends with these kids and this is where the creepiness factor comes in. He kinda kidnaps them, with no regard for their well-being or their parents. AND he likes kids kissing him! Not to mention, he is so inconsistent. He literally survives drowning in a storm yet he’s afraid of some fucking lightning and leaves his friends off to die. His character development was also rushed too. It made me wonder who was the protagonist supposed to be? Stanley was initially the making all the action happen, but then Gus has to take over because he’s too much of a wuss to save his kidnapped friends. 

Rose pretty much exists to be a toddler. She has this weird quirk of kissing things and somehow making everything better. She’s also… surprisingly brave for her age. There are better depictions of toddlers out there. Like Boo from Monsters Inc. or Sunny from Lemony Snicket’s. 

Gus is the most unlikeable character I’ve seen in, I don’t remember how long. He’s your typical child with neglectful parents and he takes his anger out on everyone else for no apparent reason. He also is extremely cynical for a young child his age. Every scene he’s in, he’s whining about something, bullying his sister and just being a whole ass.

The villains, which are Gnorgna and her minion I forgot the name of (I don't even know if it's mentioned), are just your average evil-for-the-sake-of-being-evil and comedy minion duo. The former likes babies, especially crying babies for some reason. The latter has a slapstick joke that gets repetitive.

The adults are your average ignorant parents (the nanny is too). They constantly got shit to do and don’t care about their kids because the movie’s gotta have a plot so….

And… I don’t remember anyone else nor care to remember them.

Animation/Voice Acting/Music

Don Bluth is known for some usually beautiful animation. While we do see some of that here including some hilariously exaggerated expressions, the animation is also filled with errors, ugliness and inconsistency. At one point, the kids’ heads literally get cut off as they’re walking off the screen. Some points have the characters talking/laughing/crying and their mouths/bodies aren’t moving. Characters are constantly shrinking and growing. The designs for the kids look cute in some scenes and goofy/monstrous in others while the creatures just look completely disgusting. And the parents look like models of other Don Bluth characters.

And what is with the giant freckles/spots and puffy cheeks on all the characters’ faces? Come on, Don, you can do better than this.

The backgrounds don’t even go well with the tone of the film. Most of the tone is sweet, cute, and light-hearted, yet the backgrounds look dark and drab.

I would say most of the voice acting is decent. I do think Stanley should’ve been given a goofier voice, but every other voice actor looked like they were putting their all into this film. One scene where Gus was crying confused me, it’s like the movie was too lazy to put in sound effects or was trying to have some kind of emotional effect by muting the sounds, but it didn’t work for me.

The music is catchy, and it’s pretty good when listening to it out of context. I don’t really have anything to analyze here since I’m not a music person.

Overall

This is a movie clearly meant to be a babysitter for very very young children (I’m talking like under 6, maybe 8 years old.) Even then, I don’t see how this would be appealing to them in any way besides the cute imagery and the dark scenes might scare them.

I have never seen a more pointless movie since probably The Emoji Movie. No, SCRATCH THAT. Even The Emoji Movie had a point to make. THIS… is just random for the sake of random. Like I don’t know what the writers thought they were getting out of this? To appeal to toddlers?

I know why I initially gave this film a 1 out of 10. I didn’t remember shit about this film other than I remember not caring about anything about it. Rewatching it again with a fresh memory and analysis, there are a few things to praise, but in the end, I’m still giving it 3.3 bells out of 10. 

Everything is pointless and boring. I don’t know what Don Bluth was thinking with this, because it feels so unlike him to create a mess like this. At least he recognizes what he’s done. Still, I’m amazed at how much he’s fallen with this film. Say what you want about Thumbelina, but at least I can get what THAT film was going for.

#a troll in central park #review #don bluth #rant

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A STRANGE HYMN (THE BARGAINER SERIES 2)

SPOILERS

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And we’re only two chapters in and discovering that apparently Des has been waiting for his mate for centuries. Awesome.

I do love that he’s making her train.

Wow. The AUDACITY of that Fauna. I mean…Des has a point. It was a really bad idea to come into his kingdom and threaten his people after what their own king did. And I’m surprisingly impressed that Callie actually got up and left when he was being eaten.

He’s so adorable ❤️

Nightmares *shudders*

I totally called the Fauna King not being the ring leader. 

Wait but if the Fauna King was impregnating the women how do more of the children not look related to him? Unless he was possessed, like actually possessed and that affected the children. 🤔🤔🤔

Awww, she learned to fly 🥰🥰🥰

🤣🤣 joking that he wants a husband too. That was good.

🤣🤣 I like Phaedron

Ooooo she’s got daggers now 😍

🤣 is it bad that when he said he imagined taking her at the lake in the City of Lovers my first thought was sexually, instead of physically taking her there 😅😅😅

Awwww he’s relieved that she’s not scared of his wings.

Okay so Karnon was taking the women and someone else was taking the men. That still doesn’t explain why the children don’t look more like Karnon.

Oh damn! Temper came to find her and what an entrance she made 😳 And of course once Callie sees that it’s Temper she goes against her promise to Des.

Yay! she’s cool with everything!

Kudos to Des for not blowing up at Callie for disobeying him. That’s really refreshing, even though I like a good “You could’ve been killed” argument because it shows they care ❤️

Story time 😊 That’s what I’ve been thinking Callie. Glad we’re on the same page, and glad Des agrees too.

And they’re off to Flora. Interesting deal they made.

Ummm, I get the feeling that Mara wouldn’t care if Callie was fae, she’d still want Des. That’s the vibe I get from her and I don’t really like it. Keep your hands to yourself woman. 😡

Okay, at first I felt sorry for the king consort, but now I’m a bit creeped out by him. 😬😬😬

Thank god that was a nightmare.

And Des has men missing.

And Callie gets to see the Flora casket women. And the Green Man finds her and is still creepy. And the trees are BLEEDING but he doesn’t believe her 😳😳

HOLY FUCK…the Day King is the guy who kidnapped her?!?! Well…that could have gone worse.

“but he can’t be evil-more like…Wicked Lite.” 🤣🤣🤣, okay but in all seriousness I can see where they’re all coming from thinking Des is the one behind it all, but come on. It’s a little too obvious and they’re pushing it a bit too much for me to believe even for a second that he has anything to do with it. And if it does turn out to be him then I’m losing my touch.

Oh look a tea party that will make everything better. LOL

“Cherub, our bond…has issues.” 🤣🤣🤣 literally. I was beginning to wonder why we hadn’t heard more about their bond. And of course it’s because they are two different species. Makes sense, but at the same time I feel like if you’re mates it shouldn’t matter if your different species. Which has me thinking there may still be another reason, but maybe not. 🤷‍♀️

Green Man is soooooo CREEPY 👀 👀 👀 And now she has baby on the brain. Temperance to the rescue.

Bitch tried to trick her into drinking lilac wine and becoming immortal, but Des and Callie talked through it…sort of.

Go see Mara and she accuses Des again, Siren comes out to play and it’s glorious until Des reels her in. Then Des makes Mara a deal, he vows he is not behind the disappearances and she vows they will be allies for 50 years. Why do I get the feeling someone is going to break this vow and it’s not going to be Des.

Ummmm, okay that’s twice now that she has dreamed that Des slit her throat. Either someone is manipulating her dreams to make her afraid of him or turn on him, or her subconscious is telling her he’s actually the bad guy. I don’t want to believe he’s the bad guy because they’re playing that card a bit too hard for me to believe it’s true.

Ohhhh, okay, that makes sense. I totally forgot that Des hasn’t been able to rouse her from these nightmares. It never occurred to me that, that was weird, and someone could be causing it. I was pretty sure someone was causing the nightmares, but less sure someone was keeping her there. Interesting.

Oh, oh damn. Callie got whipped for standing up for a woman who was raped. Des is gonna have Mara’s head.  👀 👀 👀

Well that could have been worse. Des is soooo pissed. Threaten the healer, that’s a good idea. Why didn’t Callie suggest Temper sooner? Des and Temper are ready for blood 🤣🤣. Malaki is so whipped 🥰🥰 Of course Callie isn’t going to run away.

Agreeing to anything during sex is probably not the best idea…Like she wasn’t going to agree to be his Queen at some point anyway

Awww they’re so cute. 😍😍😍

LOL pulled from breakfast for training. She finally got him! Wait…ready for what? Did training have an ulterior reason?

Oh damn. Callie stood up to Mara again. Yay Aetherial. Okay, I know Des said he has no siblings and he killed his father, but is it possible that someone is still alive? Or is the Thief of Souls making himself look like Des? I feel like the Green Man is behind it, because he gives me the heebie jeebies, but it’s possible right?

Now would be a good time to run. Shit she lost two guards. Oh, we’re gonna put our big girl pants on and do something Des would object to. Awesome. She saved one, yay!!

Oh Des, always with the one liners. She would have invited you, if you hadn’t been otherwise engaged. 

Mara is pissed. While she tries to fight Des, other Des lures Callie away and oh look it’s his father. How is it he’s not dead?! And why didn’t it occur to me that he could be alive and pretending to be Des? Maybe I am a little off my game.

Oh the Green Man. I knew it. That’s why Mara can’t stand him anymore, because it’s not really him. And he was possessing the Fauna King.

PROPHECY?!?! Does Des know about this? Is that what the training was for? Did he know she might have to face the Thief of Souls at some point? Did his dad make a bargain with the Thief of Souls? Is that at least one reason he’s capturing faeries and helping the Thief of Souls? And who is the prophetess? Is it Des’ mom? Would it be too much to ask for her to have lived too?

That. Was. Heartbreaking. I really thought the bargain was gonna work, but of course she was too far gone. Then again, the wine worked sooo…now she’s immortal and their bond is fully in place I wonder how that’s going to change things? Mara why’d you have to go and ruin the moment?

She liiiiiives! She can use Des’s power. LOL. I hope that she tells Des about the whole Thief of Souls tricked him thing and can get her soul and that’s why she’s upset but she’s happy to be immortal and have their bond be complete because otherwise it will be sad.

And I was wondering now, if the sleeping women would wake up as some kind of sleeping army for the Thief of Souls, but what was he using the men for?

#the bargainer series #laura thalassa #a strange hymn #callie #des #temper #road to 100 #46/100 #july reads 2022 #desmond #callypso #thief of souls #book 2

[rynliadon]

why does spotify hate its users so much

#seriously the difference in accessibility from the mobile desktop and web player versions is insane #can you maybe make your app possible to use??? #not to mention how different actually playing music is when you don't pay for premium #sometimes it's just like premium but with ads other times you can do LITERALLY NOTHING #spotify become a good app challenge #and the usernames? god.... #they look a straight person's attempt at a keysmash #let us pick a unique username and public name and maybe let us edit our playlists fully on mobile #and maybe let people access the fucking settings on web player #god i'm pissed #there is no reason for spotify to be like this #none #AND imagine how great spotify would be if you could customize you appearance #i'm fully dark mode gang but maybe you choose a color besides green for everything? #i should be in charge of spotify let's be real

[wandaromanova]

can i request wandanat x r? r wants to propose to wandanat and has been sneaking around to hide her plans of proposal. wandanat thinks r is cheating and maybe leaves her? you decide but angst please and i just love all your work i can't stop re reading them💕

Ruined

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader x Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: cussing, arguing, very slight violence, cheating allegations

A/N: hi! thank you for your request! im flattered to know that you love and re read my work! i may or may not have intentionally left this on a cliffhanger whoops 🤭 <3

Ruined | Regret

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You had first met Wanda and Natasha when you were tasked with being the Avengers’ liaison. You were tasked to handpick missions that you believed required the attention of the heroes and assigned team members onto those missions.

You worked very closely with the team, you even lived with them in the compound for convenience. In the time spent working for them, you had grown super close to everyone; most especially Nat and Wanda.

It first started off with the pair going into your office, always asking for missions. You had found it odd considering they never took a break. You didn’t understand why they’d seek out missions when they were clearly exhausted. You figured that maybe they just loved helping people so much that they got excited and anxious for missions, but little did you know what their true intentions were.

They wanted to spend time with you. They wanted to observe you close up and not across a conference table. They wanted to know everything there was to know about you. As creepy as it was, they wanted to get close enough to know what you smelt like. They wanted to know what your lips tasted like. They wanted the relationship with you to surpass professionalism.

Eventually, the two Avengers stopped asking for missions when they came in; they just went to your office for the sake of going there. They’d bring you various lunches every single day and shower you with small compliments.

You’d brushed it off as the women being very good friends that just so happened to be flirts. You were wrong. They were interested in you, in the same way you were in them. You couldn’t help but admire the two beautiful women.

Their green eyes, fit bodies, and kind smiles were a recipe for disaster, in the best way possible. With one look, you’d drop to your knees and do whatever they wanted. They just had to say the word and you would do it, no hesitation. Yeah, it sounds absolutely ridiculous, but it’s painfully and embarrassingly true.

Over the course of time, you had grown closer to Wanda and Nat. Your daily lunches turned into daily movie nights and dinners too. You saw them all the time and you didn’t mind it one bit.

They finally asked you out after a year of spending time with and getting closer to you. It was safe to say, you instantly agreed with a smile on your face as you let out an, “of course! fucking finally!”

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Now, you had been dating the two women for five years. Yeah, it’s been a long ass time, but it still wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to spend forever with Wanda and Nat.

You wanted to get an actual house in the suburbs together. Not an apartment in the middle of New York, but a place you could call home. You craved the domesticity of it all.

You wanted to settle down and have kids with them somehow; whether it be by adoption or via surrogate. You just wanted to have a family of your own with the two woman you loved more than anyone or anything in the universe.

So, you’ve been sneaking around trying to keep your secret, well… a secret. You were planning on proposing to your girlfriends. Yes, this was a very huge step in a relationship, but you felt as though it was the right time. You guys had been together for five years! You were practically married to them already!

You would sneak off suddenly during your usual movie nights with Wanda and Nat or before breakfast to go and meet with different jewelers. You didn’t want to go into a store and buy their rings. That was not an option in the slightest. They were special and deserved special rings. They needed rings that were as unique and one of a kind as they were. It’s what Wanda and Nat deserved.

So, you were constantly leaving, whether it be early in the morning or the late hours of the night, on the search for someone who could make your ideas for their rings, a reality. You would hide your phone from Wanda and Nat’s view and even changed your passcode in order to prevent them from finding out. You’d face your phone down whenever you left it in a room with the pair, as well.

Unfortunately, in your excitement of what was to come, you didn’t realize how suspicious your behavior had been. You figured that you were being pretty discreet, coming up with pretty believable excuses. You even had some of the team help you with your lies, since you let them know what you had planned.

However, you forgot you were dating a world class spy and a witch. You were wrong, obviously. As each day passed, your girlfriends worried and assumed the worst. They let their minds spiral and searched for worst case scenarios. The worst one of all seeming the most likely; infidelity. They came to the conclusion that you were cheating on them.

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Natasha and Wanda cried to one another on one of the nights you bolted off and zoomed out of the apartment with a lame excuse.

Wanda sat on the couch as Nat held her in her arms. They both had tears cascading down their faces as their thoughts were plagued by you; by your supposed betrayal.

“How? How could she do this to us? After everything we’ve been through? She’s goes and cheats on us?” Wanda spoke brokenly as she released a sob. Natasha pulled Wanda closer, the Sokovian woman placing her head in the crook of Nat’s neck.

“I don’t know. I really don’t know, Wanda. All I know is, this can’t go on any longer.” Natasha spoke, trying to keep her voice steady, but her voice failed her. She came out shaky as the sadness and hurt seeped in. You had betrayed them, or so they thought.

They sat there in the same position, waiting for your return. Finally, four hours later. You had come back to the apartment.

You were ecstatic as you made your way up to the front door. You finally found a jeweler that could make the perfect rings for Wanda and Nat! You couldn’t wait to get on one knee and present the rings to the two women who would forever hold your heart. You were over the moon excited right now.

However, your joy was quickly wiped away the second you stepped foot into the apartment. You took in the sight of Wanda and Natasha on the couch, staring at you with dried and fresh tears on their faces. You instantly shut the door and tossed your keys onto the counter as you rushed towards your girlfriends worriedly.

“Nat, Wands, what’s wrong loves?” You asked as you approached them, but Natasha abruptly stood up before you could get too close.

“Don’t you take another fucking step!” Nat snapped at you, and you stumbled backwards a little, in total shock. Your concern increased as you looked between the fuming redhead and the heartbroken looking brunette.

“Did something happen? What’s wrong?” You were so confused and desperately wanted to comfort your girlfriends. You don’t recall doing anything that could anger and upset them this much.

“Yeah, something happened. Our girlfriend is a fucking pathetic, cheating ass bitch who can’t keep it in her pants.” Natasha spoke with venom dripping from her tone. You literally let out a gasp, her words physically hurting you.

“What the hell are you talking about? I’m not cheating on you guys! I love you both more than you guys could even imagine!” You raised your voice, getting frustrated with the situation.

Wanda suddenly stood up and stuck beside Nat. She stared at you with anger clouding her sadness now.

“You’re not cheating on us? Then why the hell have you been running off at weird hours of the day? Why have you been hiding your phone from us?” Wanda began to fire a bunch of questions towards you.

You froze in your place. The answers to their questions weren’t what they thought they would be. The true answers were the complete opposite of cheating, you were acting weird because you were planning on proposing! But you couldn’t tell them that!

You stood silently as the two women stared at you, breathing heavily. They took your silence as confirmation of their suspicions.

“We fucking knew it. You’re a fucking joke, Y/N. Were we not enough for you? Was two women not enough for you?” Wanda inched her way towards you, eyes glowing red.

You backed away, not in fear, but in sadness. You really wished you could tell them the real reasons behind your behavior, but you couldn’t without blowing up your surprise.

“Did you really think you could go behind our backs without us noticing?” Wanda continued to stalk towards you, like she was about to murder you.

“I swear to you both, I would never, ever, cheat on you guys. You’re both more than enough for me. You’re my home, I’d never jeopardize that.” You tried to convince your girlfriends to believe you, but they weren’t having it.

“Stop lying to us!” Wanda screamed out as she sent you flying back with a scarlet colored blast as she used her powers on you. Your back connected with the front door as you groaned. That was going to be a huge bruise later, for sure.

“I’m not lying. When have I ever lied to you both, huh? Why the fuck would I start now?” You asked exasperatedly as you stood up slowly. You cringed at the pain radiating from your back.

“And here you go again, more lies coming out of your slutty mouth. The fucking nerve you have, Why don’t you go and fuck whoever you’ve been seeing and leave us alone?” Natasha spoke as she moved forward, placing her hand firmly on Wanda’s waist.

Before you even have the chance to speak, Wanda opened the door with her powers and tossed you out of the apartment. She abruptly slammed the door in your face. Wanda and Nat’s angry, pain-filled faces and scarlet colored magic being the last things you saw before the door blocked your vision with a harsh slam.

You sat on the ground in front of the door in shock. They thought you were cheating on them. They didn’t want anything do with you now. What the fuck were you supposed to do now? What did this mean for your proposal? Should you cancel on the jeweler? Or should you hold out hope and pray that they’ll hear you out eventually?

All you did know was that your proposal had been ruined regardless. Whether you told them about your plans or not, the moment was doomed the minute they began to suspect cheating.

Withholding the information from them, caused them to push you away. But now that you look at it, if you had just told them about the proposal, you’d at least be in their arms right now and not on the floor of your apartment complex hallway with tears streaming down your face.

You were at a loss, and you didn’t know if you could gain back the trust of the women you loved.

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